Magicians never make wishes

Chapter 198 "The Sentinel of Death"

The attack from the three holy sons passed directly through the dragon's body.

The dragon seems to be in a state of rapid alternation between illusion and reality, and whether or not you can attack it depends entirely on luck.

The Great Sage stared intently at the dragon undergoing reconstruction and said in an unfriendly tone, "Give him something big to taste."

"Okay."

The three holy sons received the order and immediately stretched out their hands horizontally, then slowly unfolded them symmetrically.

Immediately, the eyes of the three dog heads lit up with a scarlet light, which grew increasingly intense until it floated into their hands like soul fire.

The three holy sons clasped their hands together, and the two balls of red light merged into one, instantly expanding in size to become a huge scarlet fireball.

The three holy sons assumed their stances and threw the object with all their might, shouting, "Go!"

The crimson fireball, carrying boundless power, crashed headlong into the dragon.

With such a huge commotion, Xinglong could not simply sit idly by.

He forcibly interrupted the reconstruction process, opened his dragon mouth, and spat out a thick golden beam of light, which hit the crimson fireball flying straight at him.

Star Dragon had never used a similar method before. Judging from the color of this attack, it should be the power of the Flash Rat.

The beam of light struck the fireball, passing straight through it and piercing right through the massive crimson fireball.

The massive fireball, whose structure had been destroyed, immediately exploded violently.

Boom!

A tremendous sound and a powerful shockwave erupted from above.

The entire four-story space remained as stable as ever, but everyone was affected by the shockwave to some extent.

Using the illusory moon behind his head, Dark Raven created a small shield in front of himself and Black Owl, barely managing to deflect the incoming shockwave.

It wasn't that he didn't want to make the shield bigger; the main problem was that the shield's power came from the Moon Shadow Spell, and he wasn't yet proficient in defensive curses.

The plague shaman, who had finally caught his breath, was slammed against the wall again and coughed up blood once more.

When the two brothers met, they could empathize with each other to some extent.

That must hurt so much!

Ronan was positioned far away, so he easily erected his shield and wasn't affected much.

Apart from those associated with the Valley of the Dead.

Both sides believed that their massive size would allow them to easily withstand the impact.

Seeing that their attack had failed, the Third Holy Son scratched his head and asked, "What should we do, Big Brother? Their attack seems stronger than ours."

At this moment, the Second Holy Son, located on the right shoulder, spoke up, "Try that move."

Which move?

"That move is specifically designed to counter psychic practitioners."

"That move, would it work on a dragon, second brother?"

"Stop talking nonsense, do as the second brother says." The Great Holy Son, who was in the center, spoke up.

The three holy sons immediately stopped talking, closed their eyes and prepared for a moment, then suddenly roared a sonic attack in the direction of the giant dragon.

Second-circle magic, "Death Whistle".

"die!"

Die die die die die die————

The sound waves echoed and reverberated, creating a positive superposition throughout the four-layer space.

The greatest advantage of the Dark Trio when they combine is that they can easily cast second-circle magic.

Invisible sound waves can no longer be blocked by direct, head-on attacks as they used to.

The dragon was immediately plunged into endless mental torment, and the process of reconstructing its body was forced to stop.

Its eyes widened in fury, and its hateful gaze instantly focused on the three Dark Ones.

"Second brother, it really worked!"

Before the three holy sons could finish speaking, a golden beam of light shot towards them.

The three-headed dog was huge and looked bulky, but it was actually incredibly agile, dodging the attack with just a sidestep.

"Look, he's getting anxious."

The three holy sons were overjoyed and immediately wanted to fire another "Death Whistle".

Star Dragon wouldn't give him that chance again, and in the blink of an eye, a fierce dragon flame erupted.

Unlike the golden flash that disappears in an instant, Dragon Flame was aimed at the ground where the Dark Trio were located.

This not only forces them to dodge, but also changes the terrain, gradually shrinking the area.

"I've never seen him use this trick before."

The Great Sage had an expression that said, "I knew it," as if he had already seen that the other party had not used their full strength.

He immediately took control of his body, dodging continuously while shouting, "Third brother, get ready, give him another shot."

The voice of the third son on the left shoulder was a little hoarse: "Big brother, let second brother go first, I'll take a break, and then we'll go again."

After the three combine, they can easily leap through levels to cast spells.

However, due to their own class not being high enough, continuously casting spells by leaping through ranks can easily lead to many random side effects.

Although the Cerberus's physical strength was so great that it could withstand it—

But clearly, the three holy sons were as shrewd as monkeys when it came to such details, and were unwilling to bear the side effects alone.

"I'll do it; it'll definitely be better if someone else uses it."

After the Second Holy Son finished speaking, he began to gather his strength, preparing to unleash a full-power version of "Death Whistle".

The Great Sage naturally didn't care about such trivial matters; he was constantly observing and searching for the Star Dragon's weaknesses.

Now that Xinglongyi has been interfered with, the process of body reconstruction has been suspended, and he wants to deal with the three troublemakers first.

But this pause certainly won't last long.

If the Dark Trio can keep dragging this out, they probably won't even need to fight. Star Dragon will most likely explode due to the energy buildup inside him.

However, these are all speculations that are favorable to the Dark Trio.

Once the Star Dragon attacks them, that will be a different story.

The Star Dragon continued to spew dragon flames, and most of the ground on the fourth floor was covered with pools of lava.

As the lava accumulated, even though Ronan was hiding at the very edge, lava slowly began to flow towards him from not far in front of him.

Star Dragon continuously spewed magma, only stopping briefly to catch its breath when attacked by the Second Holy Son's "Death Whistle," before resuming its magma-spraying mission.

After the two holy sons leaped to a higher level and unleashed "Death Whistle," the damage they inflicted on Star Dragon was very effective. However, the opponent eventually recovered and did not die.

Unfortunately, he was unlucky; the side effect he randomly received was excessive sleepiness.

Moreover, it's the kind that's extremely difficult to awaken.

The Great Sage raised his hand and slapped the Second Sage's right shoulder several times, but found it had no effect.

The third son broke out in a cold sweat and stammered, "Big brother, stop slapping me! Second brother's head is almost swollen like a pig's head."

The Great Sage had no choice but to silently swallow this loss, adding another mark against Xinglong in his heart.

"We'll take turns," the Great Sage instructed the Third Sage.

"Dude, this is a bit too intense—is it really necessary to keep going like this?"

The Third Prince's voice was still hoarse; the previous side effects were still present.

"Do you have a better idea?"

"Charge over and fight him hand-to-hand?"

The three holy sons asked a question, and then added, "Judging from our physical condition, our strength is not weaker than his."